For today's plan, only look at what is the bottom line that the Seven Princes can accept?

If the reserve price he can accept is higher, the Shen family will pay less.

If the eight hundred wen per stone reported by Ma Chao is their real bottom line, then the Shen family is waiting to go bankrupt.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Qing's expression couldn't help but darken.

Everyone's hearts suddenly tightened.

Mother Wu couldn't help but ask, "...... The Yang family threw nearly 400,000 stone of grain, according to the estimation of the third grandmother, now Yang Ziqian has no more than 200,000 stone of grain in his hands, and there is no capital to compete with the Shen family, what else is the third grandmother worried about? ”

Since borrowing the silver, the Shen family has received a total of nearly 600,000 stone grain in these days, deducting the 200,000 stone in Liuhe Town, the Yang family has sold at least 400,000 stone grain, which is Zhao Qing's estimate.

According to her guess, deducting 200,000 stones is also a bit empty, and it is not good, the grain collected by the eldest master is Yang Ziqian's.

"That's ......" Xia Zhu nodded, "The slave maid heard from the people in the Jinyuan that the eldest master had already gone to Yang Ziqian, and wanted to sign an alliance contract and jointly resist the price, in the face of the life and death of so many merchants, the slave maid didn't believe that Yang Ziqian would not move and continue to fight against the Shen family!" ”

Chunlan snorted coldly.

"Deciding to throw away grain, the Yang family is going to give up the right to supply grain, at this time, he wishes that the lower the price of grain, the better, why should he fight with us?" Turning his head to look at Zhao Qing, "Third grandmother, you said, didn't you?" ”

Zhao Qing frowned, "This is also uncertain. ”

The reason why Yang Ziqian gave up was because he thought that the right to provide grain was likely to be less than a year, but. Now it's ten years!

Ten years.

If the Yang family does not get the right to provide food this time, then ten years later. There will be no more Zhongzhou Yang family in Tan Xiliang City!

Yang Ziqian, will he be willing?

Zhao Qing looked out the window with a faint gaze.

If he was Yang Ziqian, what would he do at this time?

******

In Yang's mansion, Yang Ziqian was pacing on the ground in a hurry.

His eyes moved back and forth with Yang Ziqian's footsteps, and Yang Shantang felt his eyes swell and his head dizzy.

“…… Master Shen was still waiting in the living room. Uncle can't see it? Seeing the little guy gesturing at the door, he reminded him stubbornly, and scolded hatefully. Fuck, I didn't expect the government to come with such a hammer in the end! ”

The whole messed up their plans.

When they decided to throw away the grain, they had the intention of giving up the right to supply grain if they couldn't find a secret way, who knows. The government came directly for ten years. Fortunately, the Shen family couldn't bear it anymore and came to the door to ask for peace in person.

In Yang Shantang's view, for the sake of the future, only by cooperating with the Shen family to jointly resist the official price reduction, even if it can only participate in the shares, at least let the Yang family retain a place in the grain market of Tanxi Province in the next ten years.

Yang Ziqian stood still.

"How much grain does the Yang family still have?" Suddenly didn't hear what he said just now, he looked at Yang Shantang intently.

"One hundred and fifty thousand stones!"

Only 150,000 stones?

How is that enough?

Yang Ziqian's eyes were confused.

Since his debut, he has never been so passive as he is today. So helpless!

"What does the uncle mean......" Yang Shantang's heart fluttered, "Don't cooperate with the Shen family...... But to fight for the right to supply food themselves? ”

How is this possible?

There is no food in hand. What are they fighting for?!

"Uncle......" Yang Shantang cried out uneasily.

Yang Ziqian shook his head, "...... I wanted to cooperate, but unfortunately, he didn't have that heart at all! ”

Thinking of Master Shen's narrow-mindedness and rat-eyed eyes, Yang Shantang's face changed.

was about to speak, but Yang Ziqian said again, "I'm more worried that the Seventh Prince is determined to lower the price, this grain price is not something that our businessmen can resist at all, and if it doesn't make a good scene, it will be raided by the imperial court!" He looked at Yang Shantang, "...... The so-called businessmen do not fight with the officials, if you think about it carefully, from ancient times to the present, which businessman has fought with the government! ”

Yang Shantang shuddered, "What ......does the uncle mean?"

Yang Ziqian was speechless.

Yang Shantang broke down in a cold sweat, "Then what should we do?" He also said, "If you can't get the right to supply grain, there will be no shadow of the Yang family in the grain market of Tanxi Province in the next ten years......"

Yang Ziqian slammed his fist on the table.

"Find, look for me!" His tone was rough, "At any cost, you must find out that secret path for me!" ”

For the next two days, there was no news from the government.

The Shen Mansion was still panicked, but compared to two days ago, it was much calmer.

Afraid that Zhao Qing would be surrounded on the road to ask for peace, the old lady resolutely exempted her from the invitation ceremony.

In extraordinary times, Zhao Qing was not hypocritical, and after breakfast, he took the book and leaned on the pillow to read it with peace of mind.

I was tired of reading it, so I simply asked Xiangtong to prepare pen and ink to practice big characters.

As soon as she sat down awkwardly in front of the table, Chunlan came in with a book of poems, "...... It's almost the winter solstice, since the third grandmother wants to write, it is better to take the opportunity to make a picture of the ninety-nine cold. He grinned and said, "Your words are strong and powerful, and the bigger they are, the more bold they are!" ”

Ninety-nine chilling diagram?

Zhao Qing was stunned.

What's that?

Chunlan has opened a collection of poems, "...... The third grandmother took a look at which one she liked. ”

With a hula, the little maid immediately surrounded her.

After listening to the little girl's gossip, Zhao Qing suddenly understood.

The Ninety-Nine Chilling Diagram is a traditional folk custom here.

It is from the day of the winter solstice, choose nine words of nine paintings per word, each stroke represents one day, each word represents a nine, nine words represent nine hundred and eighty-one days, indicating from nineteen to ninety-nine, and then draw on a piece of paper with a double-hook hollow font, and fill in a painting with a color pen every day. After filling in one word, there is a nine, and after filling in nine words, it means that the cold winter is over and spring is ushered in.

This is a pastime invented by the ancients to pass the cold winter by counting nine in order to survive the long winter.

In addition to writing nine, there is also painting nine.

It is from the day of the winter solstice, draw a plum tree, draw nine plum blossoms on the branch, each plum blossom has nine petals, a total of eighty-one petals, each flower represents a "nine", each petal represents a day, every day is dyed with a petal with color, after dyeing nine petals, it will pass a "nine", nine is deep in spring, and when the nine flowers are dyed, it will come out of the cold winter.

Not good at painting, and impatient with the boredom of writing only one stroke a day, Zhao Qing chose a ninety-nine-eighty-one word poem as he liked, and described it as a double-hook hollow character in a pair of jaw-dropping gaze ceremonies, which made people hang on the west wall, the position was not high, Zhao Qing stood on the ground and raised the pen to be able to catch it, and after a toss, he was already in charge of the lamp.

After dinner, Zhao Qing went to bed early.

Awakened by a piercing scream, Zhao Qing opened his eyes.

“…… The third grandmother is up quickly, there are thieves in our yard! ”

Chunlan Xia Zhu took a few little maids and rushed in in a panic with a small jacket.

Everyone moved chairs and slammed the door shut.

Xia Zhu jumped on the bed to protect Zhao Qing behind him, while Chunlan trembled and groped at the head of the bed.

"Don't keep the lamp in your hands." In the dark shadow, Zhao Qing said in a low voice. (To be continued......)